The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-11-15
AN ALLEGORY,
nv MRS BARCLAY.

Once Il Juno and Apollo once united
10 hs We the goddesses aud gods invited
To nm vet them on Parnassus' top,
10 IVA Tx and talk, and have q hop.
Firs came great Jove in thunder loud,
with lightning flashing from each cloud,
when, next appeared old Neptune car,
And IL EN- brave Mars, the God of War.
RacclM IS and Saturn, all were there,
TO mike their homage to the pair
Vet ,tiIl no female form is seen
But loyal Juno's, Jove's great queen.
Anol 10 sought in vain around;
No Their goddess graced the ground.
ne hen of UermeS did demand
VIVA meant this slight to his command;
For then, as now, twas UNDERSTOOD
nv h igh and low, by bad and good,
Whe gods and kings send invitation
None have the right of a negation.
The out stept, Mercury, 70 make d excuses
With cap in hand, and wing d caduceus
And bowing lowly at Apollo feet,
He ii the following tale repeat:
aTlle Graces, to make Love more charming
Had deck his brow at early morning
with roses dip't in sparkling dew,
With buds and flowers of every hue
THAT bl DOM beneath fair Floras care,
TO plea So the eye or scent the air.
mamie sweet and rar,, was wove,
Nv cum ing hands, for little Love;
Rilt in Nheir haste to dress the boy
(Tho Tn. lila puts the blame on Joy)
Bv some inischance, one must suppose,
A thorn W as left beneath the rose.
Between ark Cirrha and Castalia fount
Cupid and Folly had falling out.
Their uIarT Ell TO SuCn lelgnG arose
That from Sharp words they came 10 ploWS'
Folly, in her extreme vexation,
To show cont empt and indignation,
Did rudely sic re the scented hand.
And staup't n the moistened sand. "
Here Her1nas stop't with grief oppressed,
A deep sob rAsi(lg from his breast:
MAY none apb sal from your behest!
Forgive my tears excuse my signs
The thorn has tom out both Loves eyes!
Venus, of course, Nhen cannot come.
The Graces she win want at home;
The Others with the nine fair Muses.,
Have one and all, so>1t their excuses,
Saying they'd not e'eE visit Jove,
Nor any god, without \Weet Love,
Now need paint the great dlsmay
Which rested on each fan e that day,
When Folly's crime wasNlubllc known,
And Loves misfortune ia ly shown?
Up rose each god with y engeance dread,
To wreak it all on Folly hI ad.
THE boy-god's father stood a Ehast,
1hen from his clarion blew a. blast
Which told them all, both neA~ aud far,
Dare not to tempt the God on war
Juno, to quel this great commotlon,
Called all to show their true devo ton
BY letting her. the only female tia re-
Pass sentence on this contumacioIA' pair
in fact, she said. as Queen of Heaven;
To her the right belonged, and shoulAl De given
So, with a little slight demurring,
THEW gave consent, and all concurrns,
They vowed them, by the sacred Styx,
To bde by what she e'er should nix
Now she is seated on her throne of state,
All dread to learn what may be Folly's fate,
For still they bear in mind the horrid dooIa
Which sent her rival to her early tomb.
With royal grace she raised her sceptre high
And babe the assembled throng draw nigh,
"You, Iris, quickly bear my mandate forth,
From east to weSt, from south to north,
That all the living world may know
What troubles vain on man below
Hence be it Folly's iNask to rove
Through all the worth guide to Love-"
The gods then, by their acclamat'on,
Gave their consent and appreciation
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The goddess Folly one is pure to see.